TRIARCHY (Remix) ft. Joell Ortiz & Danja Danja Lyrics

Uh, I hear you runnin' your mouth

Talkin' bout how you the best out

Like I went south

Like I ain't standing here with my chest out

Keep poking my bubble vest out Know how many years rappers been stressed out

Tryna write the kinda rhymes that I left out of a song

You rap cowards I'm on

The day the hour is gone

While I'm alive y'all won't give me my flowers

Cause I'm a thorn in your side But that's alright

I'ma keep poking

The beast woke in the middle of the night

Sheets soaking with teeth broken

That's cause I took a bite out my dreams

Hoping it never stops

I only see L's at three o'clock When I peek at my watch

Laugh at these lists that I ain't on I should be at the top

And that's as clear as air

So I'm there if you'll see me or not

I remember not having gas inside the hoop

So I matted the coupe and the pickup got a panoramic roof

The chain dangles every angle looking like a kaleidoscope Shining so the finest hoes is Eenie meenie miney moe

What up, Danj

Joell i see you

Let's get it

Yo a disclaimer

I spit flames when I with danja

I've been awake like a ship sinking

You hit a glacier

So get it straight like a switchblade in your ribcage

Or a bic razor

I hit a vein now your wrist spraying

No indication of restraining

This sick patient

A risk taker an innovator no limitations

They been fake as a simulation Just imitations

I'll stick your name on the list of pages of missing cases

You snitches claiming you hitting capers

But scripting davits

And giving agents their information

I'm sniffin' bacon

They getting ate on my dinner plate like strip steak and

You bitch made

So for big faces get stripped naked

On strips paid like I'm mitch and ace in the mid eighties

Originators since suede timbs and windbreakers

Been getting paper like Rick Baker and Tim Draper

So quit playing like Kid N. Play and Bill Mayer

This isn't drake or some lil baby or vince staples

This nickel plate'll make him levitate like criss angel

You stranger things and I'm Jason swimming at crystal lake

And

This Caucasian turned this mic into a situation

A truce better be known to whoever don't get this

Who's on my shit list

Get left incumbent as the victim

When the tool be the temptress

It's danja

Smooth and gifted rude and simplistic

How I move with some lewd intentions

I'ma take a stand but not as a witness

In tune with the sickness that what you see is

What you get crossed a henchman

When the moon is lifted

I believe it's in your best interest to keep certain infringements

And peep lyrical perdition playing both sides of the fences

Like writing in dim light with a lightning strike

And pen him nicely like gelatin

Shake easy with fright

Lost in words like getting Punched in your windpipe sentences

For me to unlock what's encrypted

Put jewels in the distance

And make you comb your forty acres on a mule with a spliff lit

Tryna make a move pump my vision

My laughter eclipses your blasphemous vision

Plus I just might relapse from invictus

Retract ballistics when it's cracking your shizzit you acting

I had to just end it

I'm graphic with spizzit danja